Mysteries of the Flying Sword

The black crescent-shaped sword aura shot forth like lightning, tearing through the void and hurtling straight toward the incoming fire wyrm with fierce momentum.

In the blink of an eye, the two collided with a sharp tearing sound.

Like slicing through tofu, the sword aura effortlessly cut the fire wyrm in two, leaving behind a smooth, mirror-like cross-section without the slightest resistance.

At the same time, countless streaks of black lightning swarmed into the fire wyrm's body through the cut like a plague of locusts.

The lightning rapidly spread through the fire wyrm's body, triggering an explosion in the blink of an eye. Its body instantly burst apart beneath the ravaging lightning, scattering countless fragments in every direction like dazzling fireworks.

Yet the black crescent sword aura that had slain the fire wyrm did not stop. Like a ferocious beast, it continued charging toward the Sky-Treading Demonic Ape with overwhelming force.

The Sky-Treading Demonic Ape could not help but feel a trace of surprise.

He had witnessed Luo Fei Ye's battle before and had some understanding of the power of this cyan flying sword, but he had never expected Zhang Tie to unleash such terrifying power so easily after wielding it for only a short time.

Still, though he was somewhat startled, the Sky-Treading Demonic Ape's reaction was not affected in the slightest.

He instantly swung his right fist. A layer of blazing flames wrapped around it like a cloak, carrying scorching heat and violent force as it smashed fiercely toward the incoming black crescent sword aura.

In an instant, fist and sword collided once more with an earth-shaking boom. Unable to withstand the impact of that immense force, the black sword aura finally exploded apart.

However, the Sky-Treading Demonic Ape's right fist did not escape unscathed. Black lightning clung